lyrics

Oh Carly Simon, I know I told all of your CDs that I wanted to throw them out of the window of my mother's Buick LeSabre when I was younger, but I promise I'm not the man I used to be. Please to forgive me for my veinity? - Matty Malaprop

Punmaster dbfnq says: "So I made the first pun that came to my head, and it just so happened to be..."

He asked us: "Be ye pale ales?" And we said: "Nay! We are but cornish (ROCK!)!" - Matty Malaprop

Or maybe you're just being paranoid because you're so baked right now. - Matty Malaprop

Nothing really matters / anyone can see/ nothing really matters... to Annabel Lee. - Matty Malaprop

Though I don't think anyone ever doubted his insanity... - Matty Malaprop

Eating all that candy seemed like such a great idea last night... but now my stomach is just a hot fuss. - Matty Malaprop

"All right, then, I'll go to hell... ON A CRAZY TRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN." - Matty "Mark Twain" Malaprop

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Bohemian and rhapsodic aren't the first words I usually use to describe Poe's body of work, but if the song fits, wear it? - Matty Malaprop

This is in my mind perhaps the most poignant lyric ever penned by Billy, mostly because he manages to solidify himself each and every year as one of the music world's foremost vermin. - Matty Malaprop

Looks like somebody's weedin' dirty... - Matty Malaprop